Shattered

Angelica's P.O.V-

I woke up. I was expecting a hospital room, but I was still in the office, but on a couch. The boys were sitting at the meeting table and Mr. Cowell, I mean Simon, I mean 'dad', was on the other side of the room, facing a wall. I slowly stood up, catching everyone's attention as I almost tripped on my heels. Urgh, stupid heels. AND THEY'RE WEDGES! Oh right... I'm waking up...

Fun fact about me: When I wake up, no matter what happened before I fell asleep, I'm grumpy and moody. I am not a morning person, and I do not like having to leave the warmness of my bed. In cases like these, where I'm knocked out in odd and dramatic situations (which happens a lot with me), I tend to act a bit drunk when I wake up, an angry drunk at that.

"Ugh! Stupid heels!" I yelled pulling them off. I threw one at a chair and the other just flew across the room and almost hit the screen.

"Woah! Calm down!" Liam tried to make me sit back down, cause I was basically stumbling. My brain was a mess right now. I was yelling, something I rarely do. I was cussing, something I don't do at all. Basically, I turned into a whole different person when I'm angry.

"DON'T YOU GO ALL 'CALM DOWN' ON ME!" I yelled pushing him off.

"ANGELICA!" Simon barked. I snapped my head in his direction, an angry expression on. You know that saying 'if looks could kill'? Yeah, dead people would be more alive than him right now.

"Yes, father?" I mocked him, bowing slightly, still glaring at him.

"Stop, just breath and sit down" He ordered, motioning to the chair.

"Do I look like I'm going to obey? Where were you? WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?!" I hissed, yelling the last part. He lowered his head in shame. He should be. He fucking knows what I've been through and more.

"Care to ANSWER ME!?" I was hissing and yelling. I'm really really scary when I get angry. I would wait until I couldn't take it anymore to get angry at my father, I mean my abuser. That would keep him away for a week or so, then he'd start again.

"You were kidnapped! I didn't know who did it, nor why! I had no clues, and after 6 years I gave up, because your mother died!" He whisper shouted, a tear streaming down his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry" I said after a few minutes of silence. I looked up at him and ran to him, hugging him as tight as I could.

"But I found out everything, I found out who the guys was: An old school friend who hates me for my success, and of course, my wife's sister" He explained, while stroking my hair and hugging me tight.

"I can't become a singer" I stated after a few seconds of silence. Sim-I mean, dad, pulled back and gave me a questioning look.

"I don't want it to seem like you're doing it because I'm your long lost daughter" I said. I really don't. I want to earn everything. I have always been like that and it wont change.

"I understand, I wont push you to do anything you don't feel like doing" He said, bringing me back to the hug and kissing my head.

"I just can't believe I have a caring father, an actual one" I said, reality finally hitting punching me square in the face. I began silently crying, then I gradually began sobbing. So many new feeling. So many new thoughts. Ideas. Plans. It's all so scary.

"You have a grandson" I laughed, remembering Jake.

"Oh no! Jake!" I suddenly remembered. I broke the hug and began walking around the room gathering my things. I looked like a complete mess, and I knew that. But I still tried smiling and acting as if I wasn't on the verge of breaking down. I picked up my shoes and almost fell putting them on, if it wasn't for Harry. Urgh! There! More drama and confusion to add up to my messed up brain.

I need a break from all this. I'll talk about it with dad later. Maybe send I'll go to rehab, or a spa or something. I just need to run away from reality. Run away. Run away. Run away... THAT'S IT! I'll just run away like always. I'll move to the other side of London. Change my looks, my attitude, everything. Forget Harry. Forget the boys. Forget dad. Forget this whole mess. Forget it all! Mathew and Sammy can still visit Jake. Laura and I will still be in touch, and of course Jessica.

I just hope this isn't a stupid decision. Oh who am I kidding?! It's ridiculous! But I'll feel better. I'm sure of it! I don't know why, nor how, but I can hear God's voice telling me to take care of myself, run away and get better. After all, this is just a difficult time for me, it's a battle and I need to take care of my wounds so I can go back full force. I'll start searching for houses. I'll call Laura and Jessica for help. I'll ask them and Ashton to help me move, slowly and secretly. Ashton's good with that.

All these thoughts were running through my head as I ran out the building and towards my car. It became pouring, and when I reached my car, I was soaked. Why is it even raining in the middle of the winter?! I drove to the park, very carefully, respecting the limits, despite my racing mind. I parked the car and grabbed an umbrella and walked around the park until I found them, playing in the covered part of the park.

"Jake!" I called towards him. He looked up and smiled, but as soon as he noticed how I looked he frowned.

"Mommy! You're crying" He said, in a sad voice when I reached them. I smiled slightly at him and kissed his forehead. I hugged Laura and she pulled back.

"You're soaking!" She said alarmed. I nodded and smiled awkwardly.

"But, Mrs. Greyson, it's so cold outside!" Mathew squealed pointing to where I came from. I chuckled and nodded.

"Okay, enough nodding, start talking" Laura demanded. I nodded, which caused her to roll her eyes, and told them what I had just found out and my plan to run away.

"But that's ridiculous!" Laura hissed.

"I know, but I feel like it's the right thing to do" I turned to Jake, with hopeful eyes. He seemed to be in thought for a minute and nodded, making me smile wide.

"Mrs. Greyson, I mean, Mrs. Cowell, will I- I mean we, be able to visit?" Sammy asked, with big sad eyes. I almost cried right there. I couldn't take Jake away from her.

"Of course! Anytime!" I smiled down at her. She smiled wide and so did Mathew. They both ran and hugged each one of my legs. I laughed and patted their backs. After that Laura and the kids went back with me in my car to our flat. The Dawsons live close to the park so they walked there.



"Feel yourselves at home, I'm going to take a bath and put on something comfy and warm" I said, unlocking the door and stepping in, taking my shoes off and putting them next to the coat hanger, where I put my huge coat. I threw my bag on a little table next to the couch along with my keys. I rushed to my room and walked towards my closet. I picked a pair of warm leggings, sweater and uggs and clean underwear. I took my damp hair out of the bun and placed the elastic and doughnut looking thingy on my vanity. I walked in my bedroom, closed and locked the door, just in case, stripped and turned the shower on.

I waited for the water to heat up and plugged the bathtub, letting the water rise while pouring my cream bubbly soap, body lotion and favorite body perfume. Yes, I put perfume in, got a problem? Good! Once the water was high enough, I stepped in and relax, letting my hair sink in a bit. I took my time washing my hair and my body then I stood up, unplugged the drain and wrapped myself in my big green fuzzy towel. I blow dried my hair and applied combing cream, cause my hair in wild. After that, I finished drying my body and put on my clothes and a beanie.

"About time you came down!" Laura laughed when I emerged once again. I smiled and chuckled lightly, moving to the kitchen. She was in the living room watching a romantic movie with Sammy and Mathew and Jake were playing UNO on the floor. I began preparing dinner, deciding on some simple spaghetti with sausages and tomato sauce. It's simple, yet the kids love it. Once I was finished, the movie had ended and Sammy was chasing Mathew and Jake, who were playing with her hair bow. Laura was trying to stop the boys while holding Sammy back. I laughed loudly at the scene and all heads turned to me.

"Mathew, Jake, that's no way to treat a lady" I said in a warning tone. They both slumped their shoulders defeated and gave Sammy back her bow.

"Humph! Thank you" She said, in an annoyed voice. Poor girl, there's a lot more of that coming for her in the future.

"How come you have such authority!? This is my second time as a mother and even I don't have that much control over my babies" Laura asked surprised. I laughed and shrugged.

"I honestly have no idea, I guess it's all in the tone you use" I winked at her.

"All right! Who wants spaghetti?!" I called. Their heads shot up and they ran towards the bathroom and came back with wet hands. I chuckled at their eagerness and went to the kitchen and got out the plates and cups for them. They sat on the stool and I served them a small amount, promising them they could have more afterwards. Laura got herself a plate and began eating as well, so I joined. After we were done, Laura and I washed the dishes and cleaned the counter while the kids watched a cartoon.

The doorbell rang and I looked towards Laura, who just shrugged. I sighed and finished drying the last knife and dropped my kitchen towel next to the sink and untied my apron. The bell rang again. Sheesh! Someone's desperate!

"I'm coming!" I called to whoever was at the door. I made my way to the front door and picked up my key unlocking it. I opened the door and was completely taken back by who was standing there. It wasn't Ashton looking Laura, it wasn't Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis nor dad.

"Can we talk?" Harry asked. This doesn't feel good.....

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